Please calm down your anger

Chapter 393

Qin Butou reminded in a low voice, Wang Xuan looked forward.

I saw two people confronting each other under the pit.

One had stubble all over his face, disheveled hair, wine-red nose, and a steel knife in his hand, full of evil spirit.

One person was tall, with a full face, thick arms, and a layer of scales covering his fists.

What's even more weird is that there are long black beetle insects lying on their backs, and their slender limbs are deeply pierced into the skin.

Ghost scorpion!
This kind of insect monster is very common in the wilderness, parasitic on the beasts, hunting and multiplying.But here, it has become a tool for cannibalism.

Wang Xuan's eyes turned cold, but it was not surprising at all.

Without restraint, human hearts are far more terrifying than monsters, let alone monks who control power, so the laws of Yong'an are strict, and the people can live and work in peace.

"This is also a fighting Gu."

Seeing Wang Xuan's expression, Thief Sect disciple Feng Yi inexplicably felt his heart skip a beat, and said cautiously: "Choose ghost gnats to refine Gu, use Gu to control people to fight, there must be two Gu masters fighting."

"Wang Wang!"

Ah Fu beside him suddenly let out a low growl.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, "It's inside, arrest people!"

As soon as the voice fell, it turned into a golden light and rushed towards the building, and at the same time, the air wave exploded behind him.

Xiao Zhongmou, Qiu Shiyuan, and Guo Luquan didn't follow, but gathered their breath and dispersed to block the exit, with sharp eyes, scanning back and forth among the crowd of fried pots.

As for Qin Tutou, he jumped into the pit, and at the same time, with a flash of the knife at his waist, he pierced into the gap between the ghost gnat's third armor.

Being parasitized by ghost gnats, as long as the other party does not lay eggs, there is a chance to be rescued.

Several people shot at the same time, cooperating tacitly.

"Who?!"

A roar resounded in Miao Chong Pavilion, an old man in a black robe with poisonous insect tattoos rose into the air, wrapped in black mist, and rushed towards Wang Xuan.

The black mist was buzzing, carrying a fishy wind, it was actually countless black bean poisonous insects.

The old man was really annoyed.

If outside, the Dianzhou Wugu Sect is at most a second-rate Dharma lineage in Jianghu, but in this ghost town, because of its ruthless methods, few people dare to provoke it.

It was the first time in many years that someone knocked on the door.

"roll!"

Wang Xuan's target wasn't this old man, seeing someone obstructing him, Yin Yang Xuan Sha immediately turned his anode and waved his palm at the same time.

To refine the Yin-Yang Xuansha, one needs the Lunar Moonlight and the Sun's daily essence to transform the anode, which brings a trace of strong and upright nature of the sun, and is best at restraining poisonous insects and Yin objects.

boom!
The old man of the Witch Gu Sect felt a golden palm print in front of his eyes shining brightly, the scorching sun was blazing, with a trace of evil energy that made people palpitate.

A military master?

The old man was stunned, and before he had time to avoid it, the poisonous insects around him burned instantly, turning into fireballs, and was hit by the palm wind and flew back backwards, collapsing the wall of the attic with a bang.

"Enemy attack!"

"Call the elder!"

There was a sudden chaos in Miao Chong Pavilion, some disciples pulled out their sharp blades and released Gu worms, and some guests fled in panic.

"Bingzhou Emperor Xuan, ordered to capture the Southern Jin assassin, everyone must not act rashly, anyone who stops me will die!"

Wang Xuan let out a cold snort, and violent evil energy erupted.

In the attic hall, no matter the disciples of the Wugu Sect or the guests, their eyes were full of fear and cold sweat, and they felt that the person in front of them was like a ferocious beast, full of killing intent, so that their eyes were full of illusions.

Sha Qi can affect the mind and mind, and evil spirits manipulating Yin Sha can cause people to hallucinate. With Wang Xuan's current cultivation level, ordinary monks simply cannot resist it.

Wang Xuan naturally ignored it.

When he said what he said just now, one was to deter, and the other was to knock the mountain and shake the tiger, forcing the hidden person out.

Sure enough, several figures suddenly appeared above the pavilion.

A bald monk with a handsome face and tattoos all over his body was the escaped vice head of the Black Mountain Sect, the old monk.

An old man in a black robe with a white beard has a gloomy complexion. He also has tattoos of poisonous insects on his face. He should be the elder of the Witch Gu sect.

There was another man with a strong figure, who covered his face with a black cloth in a bamboo hat, and stepped back quietly.

Shopkeeper Zhao's son-in-law Qi Luochuan, the son-in-law of the Southern Jin Dynasty assassin, and Fat Taoist Xuan Yuanjiao were also among them, with a look of horror on his face.

"It's Bingzhou Emperor Xuan, let's fight together!"

The old monk's face changed instantly, and then a black light flowed out of his body, like a tidal wave erupting, hitting the sky and covering the sky from the attic.

It is the sorcerer's fetal transformation.

Now this sorcery is widely known. It is a strange fairy inheritance called the Madonna of Great Joy. It can not only perform a transformation method similar to the painting skin technique, but also protect the body and kill the enemy. It is very powerful.

The elder of the Witch Gu sect also snorted coldly, and with a shake of his body, there was a rattling sound under the black cloth robe, and all kinds of ferocious poisonous insects swarmed out, accompanied by a green poisonous mist.

Without saying a word, Wang Xuan waved and threw out five golden pills, which exploded with a bang, and then five golden armored generals appeared, rushing straight at the crowd.

The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, these people were all masters, he didn't want to let any one go.

"Sprinkle beans into a soldier!"

Many people in the hall suddenly exclaimed, and the complexions of the people in the attic changed drastically.

Swallowing Thieves Realm soldiers cultivated the body of a divine soldier, and Wang Xuan was not stingy with infusing evil qi, so as soon as he appeared, he displayed monstrous power.

boom!
The elder of the Wugu Sect was the first to be unlucky, the poisonous insects and poisonous mist around him could not stop the golden armored general at all, he was approached in an instant, and his head was smashed with a punch.

Even the sword cultivator didn't want to fight with the soldier cultivator. The old man was used to relying on the poisonous Gu, and he died before he could react.

"Congeal!"

Veins popped out between the brows of the Blessed Monk, and at the same time he squeezed the formula, the black light of fetal transformation instantly reversed, forming a mucus shield that flowed like asphalt in front of him.

This is the strongest protection method for fetal alienation.

In Kangyuan, the capital city of Bingzhou, during the Yuan Ye Rebellion last year, some demon cultivators used this method, which fully blocked the arrows of thousands of troops for a few breaths, which shows its power.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
There were three loud bangs, and the Golden Armored God blocked his fist, but the old monk also spurted blood and backed away again and again, turned around and shouted angrily: "What are you waiting for!"

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Fang Tian's painted halberd piercing the fetal mucus, so frightened that the old monk tilted his head to avoid it.

The Taoist Xuanyuan Sect behind him was also sweating profusely, he quickly took out the copper talisman from his pocket, and squeezed the formula.

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in the building.

These guys want to run!

Wang Xuan's eyes were ice-cold, and the Yazi dragon ball on Fang Tian's painted halberd buzzed and vibrated in his hand, a vast dragon chant sounded, and then he shook his arms.

Accompanied by the sound of the cloth being torn, the Blessed Monk's Transformation into Abnormal Shape spell collapsed instantly, and the rich yin energy and mucus scattered all over the ground.

"what--!"

As soon as the old monk let out a shrill scream, he was grabbed by the fat Taoist priest of Xuanyuan sect behind him, and disappeared instantly with the whirlwind.

"Wang Wang!"

Ah Fu stared at the ground and roared wildly.

"Can't run!"

Wang Xuan let out a cold snort, Fang Tian's painting halberd screamed in mid-air, the Yazi dragon ball vibrated, and at the same time, the rolling evil qi was poured in, and it fell down suddenly with a stone-shattering shock.

boom!
There was a loud noise on the ground, and earth and rocks splashed in all directions.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone outside the building, the entire Miao Chong Pavilion fell with a bang, and at the same time, air waves and dust scattered, and the ground collapsed.

Many people who hadn't escaped were instantly buried by earth and rocks.

Fortunately, the burial was not deep, and they were all highly skilled people, so they rushed out one by one in disgrace, and scattered in all directions.

At the same time, a dark pit also appeared in front of everyone.

Feng Yi, a disciple of the Pirate Sect, changed his expression, "Sure enough, there is a new secret passage, and the Wugu Sect of Dianzhou is looking for death!"

Wang Xuan had chased after him along the tunnel, Xiao Zhongmou and others also surrounded him at the same time, followed behind without saying a word.

Qin Butou supported the fainted Li Butou and jumped out of the pit. Before he could react, a golden armored god threw a man in a black robe in front of him, and then turned into a golden light and entered the cave.

"Catch one!"

Qin Butou didn't understand what was going on, so he took off the iron chain shackles around his waist, Kakaka skillfully tied them up, and then took out a few copper needles and pierced the opponent's big hole.

These are all instruments of the Ministry of Punishment, and they cannot break free even for a short while.

After doing all this, Qin Tutou carefully lifted the other party's mask.

"Bingzhou Emperor Xuan, indeed mighty!"

Uncle Yang Guo, who had been watching the bustle outside for a long time, also came over excitedly, and when he saw the man's face, he was stunned: "Your Majesty Yong, why..."

Before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth.

He and Qin Butou looked at each other, but were silent.

Although this Prince Yong has no military power, he runs a lot of business in Shendu and has a great network of contacts. However, he got mixed up with the Southern Jin assassins, and it is estimated that he will be in bad luck.

Feng Yi, a disciple of the Thief Sect next to him, also had an ugly expression, his eyes were uncertain, he turned to the disciples of the Thief Sect who surrounded him and said in a deep voice: "Something has happened, go and inform the leader!"

Wang Xuan entered the ghost city, burglarized the door and the red light boat at the same time, and already found a lot of information.

The guard of the Xiaoqi Army and the minister of the Ministry of Industry were assassinated...

The original construction and maintenance of the Ancestral Temple of the Royal Society was suddenly terminated. The Xuanniao Army descended from the sky and surrounded the entire Ancestral Temple...

Wuliang Mountain is secretly preparing for the Great Sacrifice, the altar for sacrificial offerings has been built, but the practice is stopped...

Last night, Earth Immortal Guangyuan Zhenjun suddenly appeared on a parade of Yangshen, and appeared in Wolongye. He carried the treasure Qing Weixuan Tianyin with him, shining in all directions, and even the thick clouds in the sky broke a big hole...

They don't know what's going on.

The Southern Jin Dynasty is based on the foundation of the Great Yan Fengshen!

Feng Yi remembered Qiu Shiyuan's words: This matter is so big that the robbers can't bear it...

……

The tunnel is dark and damp, with twists and turns.

There may be underground water veins nearby, and muddy water is constantly dripping down.

Wang Xuan walked very fast in Yuqi, several golden lights flew from behind, but it was the golden armored god who turned into golden pills.

Wang Xuan put it away without looking at it, and at the same time candle dragon eyes were running to observe the soul, and he could see several figures running away in panic wrapped in a cloud of blue mist in front of him.

Xuanyuan Sect of the Southern Jin Dynasty was proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and it was not easy for the fat Taoist to hold a bronze talisman. He was able to lead so many people to perform Dunjia at the same time.

The few people who fled in front were also sweating in fright. They could feel the murderous intent behind them like maggots on the tarsus, and it was difficult to get rid of them.

The fat Taoist's scalp was numb, and he threw out a few talismans.

Boom boom boom!
A series of roars accompanied by flickering flames, the tunnel behind suddenly collapsed.

But before they were happy, Yazi Fangtian's painted halberd turned into a golden light, and broke through the ground with a bang, leading Wang Xuan out.

The old monk gritted his teeth tightly and let the fat Taoist use his evasion technique. There were lumps of flesh and blood squirming at the wound on the broken wall. It was obvious that he had also practiced the Tai Sui Shenjun's secret technique.

His eyes were gloomy, and he said nothing, all his attention was on the fat Taoist.

This monster monk was cunning and knew that the other party would probably abandon him, so he made a move first, and exchanged these two Southern Jin people for his chance to escape.

However, to his surprise, the fat Taoist didn't seem to have such an idea at all, so he used escapism to lead a few people away.

Suddenly, the eyes instantly opened up.

Without saying a word, the fat Taoist flew to the ground, knelt in the muddy water and kowtowed, "Princess help, princess help!"

The old monk was startled and looked up.

This is a cave, dark and dark and foggy, nothing can be seen clearly, and even the spiritual sense seems to be covered by something, unable to perceive it.

Whoosh!
A golden light flashed, and Wang Xuan fell into the cave.

However, he ignored the few people in front of him, but stared at the front with serious eyes.

dong dong dong...

A series of drums sounded, ranging from inaudible to deafening, which made the chest tight and the soul was shaken.

It was the strange sound of the ghost town that Ah Fu heard...

(End of this chapter)